Lookin’ back on when I
Was a little nappy headed boy
Then my only worry
Was for Christmas what would be my toy
Even though we sometimes
Would not get a thing
We were happy with the
Joy the day would bring
Sneakin’ out the back door
To hang out with those hoodlum friends of mine, ooh
Greeted at the back door
With “Boy, thought I told you not to go outside”
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